Xuanyuan Chen and Mao Yunfeng walked to the pavilion in the yard to watch the scenery and enjoy the breeze.

The two teenagers, who were not very familiar with each other, didn't know how to chat, so they sat quietly.

"Yunfeng, what have you been thinking about while eating?" Xuanyuan Chen's curious voice reached his ears.

Mao Yunfeng turned around and saw him looking at him in surprise, "How do you know that I am thinking about something? Could it be that the food is not to your liking? You don't even eat it and you keep looking at me."

"The food is okay. It's better than the food in our military camp. I'm just curious about what you were thinking about when you were eating." Xuanyuan Chen said sincerely.

"Miss Wei Qi came here with you, are you familiar with her? I found that she is very good at pretending."

Mao Yunfeng still wanted to confirm whether he had made any progress. He also had a good impression of Zhenbei King's youngest son.

Therefore, he did not hide his discovery, but also wanted to confirm whether it was true or false from Xuanyuan Chen's mouth.

"We are just acquaintances, not very familiar. I heard from others that she is indeed very artificial. I wonder if you are studying people's facial expressions to guess people's hearts?" Xuanyuan Chen understood instantly.

"Well... I guess." Yunfeng shrugged and said, "I am very envious of Master Chu's ability, so I pay more attention to some things, not to mention research."

"So that's it. I have admired Master Chu since I was a child. He is the undefeated God of War of our Dongchen Kingdom."

"Really? When I was a child, I never heard about a big shot like Master Chu." Mao Yunfeng's father used to be a seventh-grade official.

He is still a small official in exile. How can he know about the situation of the marquis in the upper class society? How can he worship him if he doesn't know what kind of person he is?

Xuanyuan Chen understood what Mao Yunfeng was thinking very well, "I also heard what my father said. I have only been to the capital once in my life."

He also kindly told some stories about Chu Lixuan's deeds as the God of War. What he said were all what he heard from Xuanyan City.

It would be more real and down-to-earth. The two teenagers talked very passionately, and Mao Yunfeng also knew everything about Wei Yan.

It was similar to what he had guessed, and he was confident again, but he couldn't tell the clues from people with high positions like the King of Zhenbei and the Third Prince.

Xuanyuan Chen was beaming with joy as he spoke, and Mao Yunfeng listened with gusto. The two of them were so happy together.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty invites you." Bingpo stepped forward to interrupt the pleasant atmosphere.

"Okay, Brother Mao, I would like to take a step forward." Xuanyuan Chen said goodbye to the young man he just met, and then left with Bingpo.

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The next day, Chu Lixuan and his wife woke up at dusk. They wanted to teleport to the capital of Dongchen Kingdom.

They can't use teleportation at will. It turns out that their spatial teleportation can only be done within Dongchen country, and it won't work outside Dongchen country.

Chu Lixuan could only call out the horse in the space, and the couple quickly rushed to the critical point of Dongchen Kingdom.

After resting for a while, eating and drinking, they can use space to teleport to the capital.

Chu Lixuan wanted to put on a mask, "Xinxin~ Don't bother with disguise. No one should recognize us if we put on a mask."

"Even if you put on a mask, people who are familiar with you can still easily recognize you. No one in the capital knows me. How about we pretend to be father and daughter?"

"No, no, that's absolutely not possible. We can only pretend to be husband and wife. My husband doesn't want to find a son-in-law for himself."

Chu Lixuan strongly opposed it, and finally accused Jiang Xinyan aggrievedly.

"My daughter-in-law is so beautiful, just because your husband has such a handsome husband by your side, others still covet your beauty."

"Hahaha... It's not like what you said. Our trip to Xichu didn't attract any bad luck."

Chu Lixuan: "..." He didn't want to say, how could he not have been there if he hadn't looked around with murderous eyes.

Jiang Xinyan still obeyed and pretended to be a middle-aged wealthy businessman, while she herself pretended to be a wealthy lady.

Having prepared a carriage of food, it is true that Jiang Xinyan wants to go to the capital to deal with her evil stepmother, and it is also true that she wants to make money by selling food.

"I said, can't you find a more remote place?" Jiang Xinyan looked at the bustling street outside the carriage window.

She was in an extremely depressed mood and complained about the man. Although she was not afraid of crowds of people, who wouldn't be startled when she suddenly appeared on a busy street.

Chu Lixuan was even more depressed. The place where he meditated was in the remote Xicheng District, but he suddenly appeared on Zhuque Street.

Maybe he just thought about Suzaku Street. Whatever the reason, it was right to appease his wife as soon as possible.

"Xinxin, don't be angry. Fortunately, no one is paying attention right now. My husband may have been thinking about Zhuque Street."

Jiang Xinyan wouldn't really blame him, she just wanted to complain and lighten her mood.

Why didn't anyone pay attention to them? It turned out that something big happened on Zhuque Street.

Most people rushed to West Street. Jiang Xinyan became curious and followed her to watch the excitement.

Zhuque Avenue, as its name suggests, is the only way to the most prosperous palace in the capital.

It was almost evening, but Zhuque Street was still bustling with activity.

This is one of the most prosperous markets in the capital, with an endless stream of merchants coming and going, restaurants, tea shops, cloth shops and pharmacies.

Even though Dongchen Kingdom was suffering from a locust plague and everything was in depression, the business here was still booming, many times more lively than other places.

At this time, at the entrance of Dali Temple, not far from the western end of Zhuque Street, stood several men in tattered clothes.

At first, people obviously didn't notice these ragged beggars standing near Dali Temple.

After all, beggars can be found in large numbers no matter where they are, and near Dali Temple, such beggars can be seen even more everywhere.

"Do you know who those beggars are over there?"

"I don't know, do you know?"

"I don't know either. We'll find out if we go over there and take a look."

All Jiang Xinyan heard was nonsense, so she squeezed forward and heard useful news.

"Hey! Hey! Everyone, come and see. Mr. Wang, the young minister of Dali Temple, killed my sister."

"What? What does he mean? Why can't I understand it?"

"No! We're not leaving! We want to see Mr. Wang!"

"Yes! We want to see Mr. Wang!"

"Master Wang, we know you are inside, please let us go in to find Master Wang."

"Oh, I'll go! Mr. Wang doesn't owe you anything, so why should he care about you?"

"You know nothing, my sister is working as a handyman in Dali Temple! She was killed by Mr. Wang!"

"My sister was killed by Mr. Wang, and my mother was so angry with him!"

"My father saw that my mother and sister were dead, and he was also dead, wow~"

"Wow~~~"

Several young men in tattered clothes sat on the ground and cried loudly, complaining about Mr. Wang's faults while crying.
Chapter completed!